The ranch buildings in front of him were in a dilapidated state and stood out like a sore thumb in the beautiful but remote countryside in which it was located. He had driven for almost three days to reach the place. It was not the ranch though that depressed him it was the thought of meeting the rancher and his wife that made him feel heavy hearted. He had seen them when they had visited the orphanage three months before. He remembered the rancher’s rough manner and equally rough temperament. His wife had been different...
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Cross-Dressed To Score
I have recently had my first experience with cross- dressing and gay sex. I loved it so much I plan to do it again soon. I am a married man in my late twenties, of average height and slim build. My features are rather pretty and several times gay men have hit on me, but I had always repressed the feminine side of my nature and some deep cravings for my own sex. That is, until a couple of weeks ago. It all began when a good friend of ours named Jessica told us she’d...
Continue reading...How I Became a Cross Dresser Prostitute
When I was younger, I was a typical dude, jacking off watching filth on the Internet, trying to bed down every girl I could find and so on. Then suddenly I’m all grown up, a young adult, working nine to five, have a mortgage and the obligatory once a month lunch with the in-laws. My wife is a great catch; 24, blond, smart, caring, beautiful and great in bed. So far she hasn’t turned down any of my suggestions under the blanket (or outside, on the roof top, airplane’s bathroom, you name it). But still,...
Continue reading...The Costume Party
I couldn’t believe that Susan, my wife of two and a half years would really do this to me. Yet here I sat in the back seat of our Olds wearing a short blue satin cocktail dress. The slinky skirt kept riding up my smoothly shaven, nylon-clad thighs to display a provocative glimpse of pretty pink lace. Susan had insisted that I dress for the costume party from the skin out. Except for the girdle which held me tightly between my legs, my underwear was a matching set in the softest shade of glistening pink...
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